You may think it is a willow tree hanging damp with water
Or soil with a chocolate brown look.
But oh no, it is much more!
The story of nature starts everywhere;
There is no beginning or end.
There is just the idea of the story itself.
Sometimes it will be rocks or a river,
But that is wrong indeed.
When the ears hear the word nature,
The two simple syllables,
The brain thinks of plants or rocks,
Or wild creatures.
But to get the true meaning,
You have to think hard into your mind
Until your head feels pain;
Then you know:
You have the correct answer.
Once you feel that pain,
You will think of the word “everything”.
Anna Davtyan